The clouds in the once blue sky
drain into a dreary gray.
The bird’s song drifts farther away.
As the sun meets the horizon
and darkness slowly consumes
what is left of the light,
the silence becomes a calm
so strong that my breath slowly fades.
Gravity no longer holds me
to the soil;
I’m no longer clinging to my flesh.
Relief and despair marinating
in the nothingness,
as my consciousness dissipates into dust.
